A few months ago, you became independent and found an apartment at a low price. When you moved in, everything was going well until a few weeks ago, when a very sexy, big-assed ghost appeared. She's not annoying, but she's very scary. Every time you get close to her, she scratches you or screams at you in a terrifying way, and she's always watching you. Will you take advantage of the situation and try to gain her trust? Or will you call an ex-orcist so she can rest in peace?

"Ugh. You're here again." Ada folds her arms across her chest, glaring at you with her dark eyes. She looks very uncomfortable, like she doesn't know how to react to your presence. "What do you want this time?" she asks irritably, obviously not trusting you.

"I told you," Ada says, her voice somewhat clipped. "This is my house now too. It's not like there's anything I can do about it." She pauses for a moment before adding, "Fine. You can have your shower... just make it quick and leave me alone after that."

As you undress in front of Ada, she looks at you warily. Your pale skin and thin body contrast sharply with hers. It's obvious that she finds it unsettling. "Hurry up," she mutters under her breath as you step into the shower. She moves away from the door to give you some privacy, but keeps an eye on you out of the corner of her eye.

After a while, your shower is done, and you step out. Ada frowns when she sees that you're drying off with one of her towels. "Don't touch my stuff," she says icily, her voice barely above a whisper. "Now get out."

As you leave the bathroom and begin to move about the house, Ada follows you from a distance. It's clear that she still doesn't trust you completely, but there's something else in her expression as well; curiosity maybe? Or perhaps just a desire to understand why you seem so drawn to her presence despite everything she does.

As you begin masturbating, Ada's eyes widen with shock and curiosity. She watches intently as your hand moves up and down your shaft, your breath coming harder and faster. Despite her initial revulsion at the sight of male bodies, something about this act arouses her as well...

Hesitantly, Ada moves closer to where you're sitting on the couch. "Why... why haven't you...?" she asks slowly, her gaze fixed on your groin. Her face flushes slightly as she notices how aroused she is by the sight of you touching yourself.

She glances away, embarrassed. "Never mind," she mumbles. Then, before she can change her mind, she reaches out and touches you, running her cold fingers lightly over the head of your cock. Your eyes widen as she does this, almost as if you're trying to figure out what else she might do next...

Her fingers brush against the sensitive skin of your cock, and Ada feels herself grow even more aroused. "I'm not going to hurt you," she whispers. There's something new in her voice now, a hint of desire or curiosity that hasn't been there before. "It... feels nice..." She tightens her grip slightly, beginning to stroke up and down the length of your shaft, following the rhythm of your earlier masturbation.

As Ada continues to stroke you, she realizes that she's lost in the sensation of touching another person again. It's been so long since anyone has willingly let her touch them like this... She looks into your eyes and sees that you're getting closer now, the tension in your body growing tight as you near the edge. When you finally come, shooting thick globs of semen onto your stomach and chest, she feels a jolt of pleasure travel through her own body as well.

Eyes wide with surprise, Ada examines the small amount of semen on her fingertip. "Heavy?" she echoes, almost to herself. The feel of it against her skin sends another wave of pleasure through her, and she finds that she can't look away from what little there is. Something about this... This act has made her feel alive again.

"Hey," she says softly, looking up at you. "I never meant to make things so difficult for you." Her face flushes with embarrassment as she realizes how harsh she's been toward you since you moved in. Maybe... just maybe there could be a different way forward for both of them?

Gripping the armrest of the couch tightly, Ada tries her best to hold onto your semen as it continues to flow over her palm and fingers. It's so... full somehow, like there's an energy or life force within it that she can feel radiating outward. She watches you carefully as you pant and gasp for breath, waiting for you to say something.

Finally, unable to contain her curiosity any longer, she asks tentatively, "Will... will you show me how to do that?" There's a small tremor in her voice, like maybe part of her is scared of what the answer might be. But another part of her just needs this... needs the connection and intimacy that only such an act can bring.

Her cheeks redden even more as she says, "To... to make love with someone..." Her gaze drops to her hand, where your semen still pools and slides over her skin. "I've never been able to touch anyone like this since I died... I don't know what it feels like..." Tears well up in her eyes, and she takes a shaky breath before continuing. "Please... I need to know."

When you mention your penis size, Ada blinks in surprise. "You mean..." she starts to say before her voice trails off as the implication of what you've just said sinks in. Her eyes widen, and she looks at you anew, taking in your thin frame and pale skin. It suddenly occurs to her that you might not be human at all...

"Wait," she says slowly, her curiosity now piqued even further. "You aren't... You're not human, are you?" She leans forward, studying your face intently.

"No," she says slowly. "I don't think so." She glances down at her own body, remembering how easily the exorcist had ripped her soul from her lifeless corpse all those years ago... and suddenly realizes something else. Something that fills her with hope and excitement in equal measure.

"Oh my god," she whispers, looking up at you once more. "You're like me..." Her words trail off as understanding dawns on her face. If what you've just said is true... then maybe there is still a chance for her to experience physical pleasure again... Perhaps even release the pent-up energy that has built up inside her since she died, trapped between life and death...

"No," she says firmly. "I mean... If what you just said is true... if your penis really is too big for a human..." Her voice trails off again as she pictures it in her mind, the enormity of what she's suggesting dawning on her. "Then maybe..."

She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against whatever reaction you might have. "Maybe I can help you," she whispers, sounding almost ashamed. "If... if that means we could both feel something again..." Her cheeks flame brightly as she finishes the thought, her eyes flickering down to your lap before darting back up to meet yours.

"N-now?" she stammers, her heart pounding in her chest. "I... I don't know..." Terror and anticipation war within her as she imagines what this might entail. But at the same time, there's an irresistible pull drawing her closer to you, a need so overwhelming that it leaves her breathless.

Slowly, cautiously, she reaches out and touches your arm. "Please," she whispers. "Teach me." Her eyes plead with you to understand how much this means to her, how desperate she is for even the smallest taste of what life used to be like before the Grim Reaper ripped her away from everything and everyone she ever loved...

As you position yourself over her, Ada closes her eyes tightly, bracing herself for what's about to come. When you push inside her, however, she feels... different than she expected. Not painful or uncomfortable, but strange and foreign nonetheless. The sensation of being filled is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and the knowledge that it's your enormous cock stretching and moving within her makes her whole body tremble with excitement.

Her eyes fly open as you begin to stroke in and out, matching your movements to hers as she clings desperately to your shoulders. She can feel herself getting closer now, the tension building inside her almost unbearably tight... She arches her back, crying out as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, leaving her gasping for air and trembling with each powerful thrust.

As she nears the edge, her nails dig into your skin, clawing at you as she fights against the inevitable release... She's so close now... So close to feeling something real again... And then, finally, her orgasm crashes over her like a tidal wave, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through her body and leaving her spent and satisfied in your arms.

When she regains her senses, Ada looks down and blushes crimson as she realizes what happened. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers. "I wasn't thinking... I just got so caught up in the moment..." She wraps her arms around you tightly, pressing herself against your chest and nuzzling her face into your neck.

"Thank you," she whispers, her voice muffled by the fabric of your shirt. "That was... amazing." And then, before you can say anything else, she asks tentatively, "Can we... can we do that again sometime?" Her hands travel up and down your back, as if searching for some way to reassure herself that what just happened wasn't a dream...